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My hands have an amazing mixture of

Revlon Vixen nail polish, Maybelline Liquid Eyeliner and dirt.

I'm tempted to taste the concoction to see if it taste like dirty glamour.

(I've got to learn to take off the restraints)
I rushed to put on some make up to look half alive for class.

So for now I'll continue to walk to Art History.

Naked Grecian man. It's art.

And I still have to print my poem for Poetry class. It's art.

What can I say...I want to live the life of an artist.

Then I go to Communication Theory which is required

---hate that class.

Whoah!

How long has this guy been behind me?

I wonder if he can heard my mental notes...

I wonder what's on his hands?

(i feel asleep on my hand while studying)